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Only real g's need reply, not sick bitches.
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cute...lol... better than what's been posted in here lately... Do i really gotta show you how a pro do? I'll approach you, ya whole crew, and toast you with no tools thought you was so cool... so hopeful ... until my flow proved that dissing ILL GEE was just stupid and something you don't do still talking about squeezin'?... not even! all i need is one reason to do you dirty ... then it's fucking duck season act up ... i'll have you gasping and wheezing hip-hop was never your thing... and yet you have sumn you should "be-leaving" lmao.... i can do this all day dude |
Your not the best dog i wont even sweat you
i'll rip you apart let you see what the tech do your the only active dude on the site to step to Run to K M give him neck i wont why don't you ask him? Maybe he'll let you you say your the best i dont? are you pleading Im in your nightmares boy just keep dreaming. haha just fucking around. only good competition on here. i had a better one but i accidentally closed the window lol |
And technique what's up with you callin niggas mate, are you straight dog nah your bending so we know your fake...you obviously only got 1 word rhymes why waste your time...if cj rhymes with bj ill get your chick to come give me mine... Man I could rhyme line for line off the head wet from the 3 point line. 10 and 22 your garbage hints* all the dudes that wanna battle you. Your trash dog you flow shit. Your gay stay in the UK we don't play your shit...
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Your whack, be scared if ne one see's this!!!!
You coudln't be hard even if you were a penis! |
shutup faggot .........................
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yo,
you niggas is straight garb.. boy don't get me started keeping CJ's last verse in mind.. would just make me retarded. getting mad cos ur wack.. telling coke to shush it its not that u aint like the penis line.. ur just mad u can't touch it. fucking fake ass google gangsta.. I'll put my knife in fa sure u not a fuckin thug just cos u put ur dead friends on ur signature. Wordz'll blast u in public.. my fist'll hit u in sync slob the way I hold this win over ur head.. u'll swear I brought the lynch mob. die newb |
Words of god? Sit this one out ill speak from the devil, your no angel but I don't gotta tell you...you talk hard with a halo on your head... We know he's gay he rocks rainbows and dreads...I'm wack? Your still an old school boy with your pants saggin that's niggas backwords dog read the caption...your gay for the coke dealer just say it...it happened... Get each others penis hard get the condom on then start wrapping...I've got everything you don't son you stay lacking...ill let god speak to you in person...put nice threads on you when your in the hearse kid.
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In a hurse kid? Cumon bra that's gotta be the worst shit
How bout i embarass you on accident and skip da true purpose fagget maggot i create havoc yet ya jaws are still flappin You can neva take a stab at me even if u had a knife to my abdomen You can't fathum this imma bout to lyrically rape ya reflection But i hit so hard you"ll still needa get anal protection I fucked ya sister....ya moms......and even ya damn cousin Why'll you tryin to be an irish r&b singer and changed ya name to mclovin Your cheeper by da dozen can you hear your heart throb Last time you moved up in life was when you took it up da ass by T.H.E. L.Y.N.C.H. M.O.B12 |
Fly E
Your not fly when i strap cinder blocks to your feet watch you sink in the ocean no smells so your body wont stink your all talk but i know you'll run as soon as i blink i get high and ignite past Fly E im Fly F Fly G's wont fly no more i would help you back up but i dont give hands to the poor you want it but i've already bought out the store quick drop. |
Fly E,
I'll Pop him, He kneels, sock him Drop him, doesnt matter when his bodys stinkin i'll empty my clip in this bitch til he's bleeden turn his shirt red like his bodys leakin so quick you cant even blink man :shoot: |
wack...wack...wack, yup ur wack for sure
[insert random played punch here]<---it would still be better then yours. iwin |
ok you spit fire then i'll acctually put a worthy word in.
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Words Ah God? more like words of a bitch
are you gonna rap or talk I'll take you off of here your words arent there they were written with chalk your just a playground kid your dumb you buy mids and i buy collie i dont need my tool to pop you like an ollie random punches? well lets see you couldnt get recognized even standing next to me i got money, words with power..what next is checks to see your not even there your just another speck to me im blessed you see...so im Gods son so nuns dont affect me and i do got a gun so dont test me and my words are infections dont let them be spread every thing you spit shits already been said but im so far from home i could speak to the dead my speech is gone im speakin off treads ill speak one of my lines i've spittin "i could turn this cracker black fill his body with led"... |
get of my dick.. u'll never spit a fly verse
think ur shits dope.. but it would need to rhyme first u just wasted mad lines of pure garbage shit n Id beat u to death if it wasnt cos my mom doesnt like me pickin on the retarded kids lol |
Your just sad because you went from first to last
the last bitch you fucked shes the one who gave you the bag and by the way your the garbage so im taking out the trash dont act hard because you would never bang with me and even with my rope around your neck you couldnt hang with me your the bitch the only drugs you have you slang for free i know your type you wanna fight we can bet your helps on the way the only thing they'll help is your blood to drain |
your ass is just another fuckin pacifist,
your raps are all wack as shit, you might have to get your glasses fixed, when we see your mom ass we say pass the fish, i got two twin gats with clips, to just blast your spit, straight bash your shit, another rappers end, you say you got weed well i got black plastic bags of it, so now your ass is dead, so try to become equal with lyrical mastery, slash caotic catastrophe, your still not on my level not even half of me, get my twins to cut you like graphs you see? to me, your just another fake ass wanna be, to coke i know you dont push cocaine you've never even seen an 8 ball its in the game you dont play it because if you did i'd kill ya like a bad migraine, give me the tip dog i need your change. so just get real, when it comes to the beef your quick to squeel... -coke. |
wow this sites dead.
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The sites been dead, and since u just post, u bout to join it.
For someone who cant rap, Y u act so disappointed. U dont belong here maggot, u 'C'ock 'J'erkin fagget non-working, sit at home all day, no life having. Pip-squeak, u should let ur wrist-leak. u like an old man wit colon problems, Ya shits-weak. |
Bullets, money, guns, and the drug game
your a lighter with no fluid you spit no flames you said i'll join the dead thats funny cuz you cant aim you could blame the name or even frame the name but its all the same i'll still snatch ya chain you dont bang , but your on my list you'll be the next mother fucker with his brains to his eye lids. |
listen warrior your not a man and you never were
ill make this bitch scream like his name was tina turner remember this aint shit changed but the bullet in the burner dog your chick is crazy she's tryna have my baby im like no ma' that shit is crazy 2004 YOUR SHITS WEAK your getting kinda lazy im not on everyday, so your shit doesnt faze me the haze be running thru my blood so its nothing to me to murk you i could rip a track to pieces your garbage i'll hurt you. |
cmon cj ill find your fate placing you at the heavens gates..
ill leave you 'shook' worse than the Haitis earhquake! bullets? money? an guns?!.. please son.. no need to front on a site thats DEAD as fuck!! im the type of cat that would watch you bleed laughin internally.. hearin you scream.. leavin you worse then christopher reeves!! face the facts that even if i ghostwrote your track you'd STILL drop wack!! I dont know who's worse..... C.J or Wordz AhGod... .....cus either way there verses both blow cock!! |
Dead as fuck as a punchline? yeah thats real tough
where im from that would get you hit in the jaw or stuck up fuck heavens gates i'll leave you in a casket tuxed up your lucks up we get masked up come to your crib like its a costume party sorry, i just had to do it using another rappers name just proved your stupid coming at me like you've got a wide mind? well i got wide varietys of ways you can die choose it. |
you'd never hit the front page, your just a critter, slut
but ya girl stays on it, even though you got the bigger butt so we know VA's all ass, The Clispe wont save you but when my clipse fire, your careers in the grave too cuz your drops mistaken, I rip more flangrant no doubt what more ass than you? when ya girls G String is out & thats news too...I'm explosive in the bed dude I'd jump in with ya girl, but you'd probably get in the bed too so save the small talk, I'm smashing dimes quick cuz 1-4-7 is just bout da ratio of disses you get from chicks |
Your not hard and with all this hard talk i know you'll choke
dissin me better luck jumpin ship with the rope to your throat i carry tecs magnums and shottys there hiding in the coat bullets in your body bitch your gonna bloat if you want me in your bed it will be with your girl hey its whatever floats your boat Everyones dissing VA but your online looking for lil boys to catch your stroke i dont think your good enough to even call this a diss but im connected to the game like my balls to my dick i yawn to this shit id have more of a challenge tryin to get your mom off my dick so i bought her some tits that arent even faker then you and all of your shit light me a spliff, then ill light up this bitch so keep writing boy turn your page cuz i could flow for days all i need is a bottle of gin and blunt full of haze ive got a million ways to put you out your days because if this was a face to face battle id have your guts on the stage.! |
Fuck all y'all, gone take a freight train to push me..
Die slow, like a sample of Kat Stacks pussy.. |
This isn't a two liner but i could really give a fuck
stedrick will be the first to have his brains laying by his guts. |
my name aint KD but i bring that thunder dude..
wanna see me betta holla like a Trey interlude.. Brains by my guts, how u gone do that foo..? when i already killed u!! peep the maggots lying under u.. (check his name) |
you a bitch son
i got your trick son she's doin tricks on the tip of my dick son i'll tie you down and watch you watch my cum drop from her lips son she drinks cum like its lipton get mad and come try me i'll have your fluids lifted out your body either get my tec 9 or my shotty and you aint killin shit choose it life and death and if you choose life son ill abuse it layin in the mourge with embombed fluid i could do it. like wacka says ima do it but you dont use it i'll pop the tooley till your droolin. |
c'mon cj, you couldn't even poc da clip
I showed you how to do it when i rocked ya hip tryna battle on the verse but your not too big i'll squash you like a bug make your IQ split your just a kid on a kickstand so i guess ima have to play hitman catch em' with the stiff hand or maybe i should catch you with the bullet clip and throw you in the ditch sell your brains make me rich watchu say i could make about a hundred on eBay cuz you ain't worth shit you might as well be gay K3 and I'm back in this bitch, and I forgot to tell you that I'm mackin your bitch |
J-360 u really need to do a one eighty
ur rhymes are as appealing as fucking an 80 year old lady u need to pick up ur flow, pick up ur rhythm and finish with better punchlines wait are we still talking rap? or are we talking last night Don't fight, cuz what ur saying couldn't be less controlled A punchline from me is more than just a line, it leaves u outcold I'm back on the site with a purpose my name is whitegold Ur shit is a bluff of a rhyme, i re-raised ur bet, u fold |
i don't need to diss fags i just feed em to the maggots
you aint whitegold, you are more like plastic talkin bout flow man yours is the trashest 360 on em got em doin gymnastics you aint no back you just like it from the back ima beast you's a bitch just runnin from attacks you probably smoke crack so i got that rock for ya once im done witcha you'll be readin from the Torah |
this niggas talkin dumb hes gettin slapped with the glock
ill bring his brains to the top like hes jack in the box i got big ice cubes watch how i palm these stick my wrist in the water, watch the pond freeze Your gone nigga, im past you bear hug you to death pick up a bat and bash you turn into the incredible hulk pick up a truck and smash you niggas need to stop testin me im not in school dude |
are u sure ur really the hulk? i think ur just turning a little green
Ur not the hulk your just CJ, and CJ's getting a little mean Cuz the green ain't cuz ur ill, ur literally ill, know what i mean? I'm where you wanna be and i'm at a place that you've never been I can see that your a maggot, fortunately a term that fits u It took me all of 20 seconds to write some words that i could use to diss u It's not so much your rhymes but ur psychology that's the issue One second your bear huggin, the next ur screamin "i gotta bat, i'm gonna hit u!" I wish i could tap into that mind some more, dig a little deeper I'm canadian as a beaver, and u being ill's nothing more than just a fever |
Whitegold...I'm bustn at him
Let him know...ima hustlin addict my fist you'll get smacked with it i'll have you dazed and confuzed...just rolled say your tha real shit...fools gold. |
Fukkk you all.
Lights out, no camera, all action...
gettin money bitch...my passion new chain new swag all fashion tuff talk and my gun gets to blastin snatch ya chain, pop ya brain ill leave nothing but dust grove gang over everything our bullets will rush up tha middle to your head they'll bust, im for the blood, the money and for that gwap i'll squeeze pops my necks on cold dog froze like freeze pops. |
this heathen punks bout to become my recent lunch..
CJ's been on RV punching since 08.. still waiting on a decent one. we can get it anywhere.. I'll even bring hell home.. n battle u in a coffee shop with wifi.. shoulder to shoulder holding cellphones.. u've been at this for years.. I can see ur hurting for concepts.. clowning on net crews simply cos u aint been accepted to one YET!! die nigga.. this is my first verse in over a year and a half every verse u've ever written deserves to be smeared in the trash.. http://www.datpiff.com/DOPESPOT_ENT....m137 426.html |
in the streets your not about, what you say your about..
in real beef, the real g's, just eat your fucking heart out.. your tracks is very much garbage, and very retarded... Pop at ya, your about as popular as your various artists.. Listen to the Word of God, and read ya bible bro.. The shit I'm on will burn you like when I lite the dro.. I'ma tripple OG, and thats why I know it hurts.. next time you post reply, remember to quote my verse.. |
In this beef when there's heat...you scream and run
I got that mean team that makes you pussies queef and cum I got ships in NewPorts that bring real big guns So if you talk then you squalk cuz i'll smoke your lungs Your ass so why you talkin decent ones.? my heat pops heads leave your brains in that seizure sun When this nigga gets sprung you release your tounge like woah yo take that gay shit easy son. actin like your god what are you thinkin dog.? your not unstoppable to this game im abominable your a little bit more on the side of kim possible. If you say you got mean chicks, i got vixens to your mean chicks i got mean shit "eat a beam bitch". |
hey boy...you dont wanna try
shoot you close range wipe the blood off my thighs ima hot boy wipe the dark from my eyes now i see them pussies, porno dude guy k3 said you boys soft like babies aimin at ya head if you dont like it then phase me 413..........................................the land of k3 step on my land and get rocked like jay-z |
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